I really became a king.

Chapter 72 Ask Xiao Zu to help turn the tide
From the first realm to the fifth realm, a competition is held in each realm at the same time.

The intention of the secular sects was very clear, to completely subdue the secular martial arts and completely shatter the original intention in their hearts. They wanted to make the secular world understand that no matter whether it was the first realm or other realms, the secular martial arts would always be completely defeated when compared with their secular immortal sects.

The news that the five realms were holding competitions at the same time gave hope to the secular warriors who had gathered there. At least they all had a chance to take the stage.

"Secular martial arts will not sink like this!"

From the first realm, all the way to the fifth realm, no matter they were direct royal family members, distant branches, independent martial artists, martial arts sects, or even warriors from the other three dynasties, they all took the stage to defend the same honor in their hearts.

But in the same realm, the secular sects suppressed the secular martial arts, and this iron law was like a natural moat standing in front of them.

Regardless of the realm, all those who took the stage were defeated...

Elder Tai Ming of Dongxutai and other people from the secular sects looked at the secular warriors who were going on and off the stage like moths to a flame, with a condescending smile on their faces.

"Haha, after today, the Dali Dynasty will be completely disgraced!"

"How can the light of a firefly compete with the brightness of the bright moon?"

As for re-entering the world, their secluded sect had been planning for many years, and only when they felt the time was ripe did they launch the plan simultaneously in the four great dynasties.

The other three dynasties were all successful. The descendants of their secluded sects had been granted titles and began to slowly take control of the military power, but only the Dali Dynasty suffered a Waterloo defeat.

Not only did he fail to gain control of the military, but even his successors who tried to enter the world were killed.

What a shame!
So after this Dharma Conference, they decided to give the Dali Dynasty a heavy blow and completely suppress the last secular dynasty with thundering means.

This is why the competition for sparring has appeared only once every thousands of years. At the same time, the Dharma conferences held in the other three dynasties are still the same as before, with people just chatting and talking.

Knowing that going up would mean losing their martial arts foundation and being cut off from martial arts forever, everyone still walked up to the stage one after another with unwavering determination.

They have only one belief in their hearts: as long as the sun does not set, the arena will not be empty!
Even if we have to pile up corpses, we will do so until the moment the Dharma Conference ends.

Hot blood forges iron bones, and sad songs establish martial spirits! Only in this way can the backbone of their warriors and the secular world last forever.

Of the people from the secluded sects at five realms who accepted the challenge, except for Jiang Xue from the fifth realm who had a blank expression, the other four men all had playful looks on their faces, as if they were doing some juggling.

Tai Ming and several other elders in charge of the sect were stroking their beards and watching the scene with a smile. They knew that even if Jiang Yi did not come in the end, their goal would have been achieved.

The stubborn Dali Dynasty will lose all its dignity after this battle! Integrity? Is it useful? Once they completely control the secular world, they will be killed, and they will be killed until this so-called integrity is completely gone.

At this time, opposite them, the other several armchairs that were originally empty were now filled with people, including the other major military leaders who had left here before on the pretext of something.

Originally they had prepared themselves for failure, but they never expected things to develop to this point. Feeling sad and angry, they all returned to take charge.

Not only a few military leaders, but many nobles and important officials of the Dali Dynasty also came, such as princes and nobles headed by Prince Yi Jiang Mo, Prince Rui Jiang Li, and other important officials of the court.

Everyone watched silently as they took the stage one by one with great generosity. Then one Wu Ji was deposed, with heavy faces because among these people there were also their clansmen and relatives, but no one spoke out to stop them.

Prince Su's son Jiang Hai was defeated... Jiang Hai was carried down, his breath was weak, and his face was covered with blood and tears. In the end, he failed to defend the honor of the royal family...

Once in the battle of Longmen, the man in rough clothes who wanted to go on stage to fight Jiang Yi was also defeated. His martial arts foundation was also abolished. He was surrounded by a group of distant relatives, with gloomy expressions, and some even held their heads and cried.

Before the Dharma Conference, they were not on the same page because of their philosophies, and even disliked each other. But almost all of the collateral branches understood that this man was their banner.

But now this flag has also fallen, and with it the glory of their ancestors that they have always been proud of!

In this situation, who can turn the tide?
Many people couldn't help but shed tears. The dignity of warriors, the face of the secular world, the glory of the royal family... are they really going to be defeated?
"Is he really not coming?"

"It's better not to come. This may be the only way to save the last bit of face of the secular martial arts..."

Many people turned their gazes in a certain direction, with a look of expectation and fear in their eyes...

In the imperial capital of Dali, at Prince Duan's Mansion, the gate was reopened after two years. Just when many people were secretly looking forward to it, it was quickly closed again.

Just like the previous two years, it became silent and isolated from the world again.

Jiang Yi was walking alone, thinking about rebuilding the Sun Moon Terrace. The Sun Moon Terrace had been dismantled for thousands of years, and rebuilding it would be very difficult.

"But no matter what, I must build the Sun and Moon Terrace!"

As for the Dharma Conference, Jiang Yi always thought that it was just a place to drink tea and chat as usual to enhance relationships, and he had no interest in it at all, because he was now standing on the opposite side of the secular sect.

The other party probably hated him to the core, so he naturally wouldn't bother with this. With this time, he might as well calm down and think about his own affairs.

In the four years since I traveled through time, I had carefully planned everything and worked hard in the first two years, until the battle of Longmen, when I was able to gain a firm foothold.

In the past two years, I have been practicing in seclusion. Now that I have some free time, I want to calm down and sort out the things in my mind.

Seeing the gate of Prince Duan's mansion closed again, Tuo Xiaoliu finally couldn't bear it anymore and walked out of the kitchen again. However, thinking of the prince who always gave him a cold face, he decided to walk around outside the palace to avoid running into the prince.

He walked out of the side door smoothly without any obstruction and without seeing any guards trying to stop him. Tuo Xiaoliu patted his chest with his little hand and saw a man riding a horse galloping towards him.

"Who is this? Blatantly letting the imperial capital run wild?"

Then her face changed, because a man on horseback was heading towards Prince Duan's Mansion. Just as she opened her mouth to call the guards, she saw the man leap up and kneel down in front of the door of Prince Duan's Mansion with a "bang". She was so shocked that she took a breath. Is there such a way to kneel?
"The 455th generation descendant of the Dali royal family, Jiang Yuan from Xuanzhou Prefecture, requests to see my ancestor!"

Tuo Xiaoliu was confused. Little Ancestor? There was another ancestor living in Prince Duan's mansion?
Eh? Why does this person look familiar? Oh, isn't this the collateral royal family member who cursed the prince in the audience during the Dragon Gate Tournament? How dare you bully the Prince Duan's mansion?

Tuo Xiaoliu felt furious, thinking that his guest role as "chief steward" finally had a chance to show his abilities. This was his home court, and he was about to order the guards to take the other party down.

The man who was kneeling on the ground suddenly raised his head, and Tuo Xiaoliu was stunned. He saw that the man's unshaven face was full of tears...

"Please help me, little ancestor, and turn the tide!" The man cried out in sorrow, then knelt there, touching his head to the ground, unable to get up again.

(End of this chapter)